Page 4 of Unspoken Obsession

He smirks, his eyes glinting with mischief behind his mask. "But isn't escaping into the dark what makes it exciting? Who knows what could happen?"

"Exciting? Maybe. Reckless? Definitely," I retort, trying to mask my growing curiosity. "What's your angle here? A mysterious masked man stealing away a girl from the crowd? You must have a reputation."

"Maybe I do," he replies, taking a step closer, his presence magnetic.

"But what's the fun in playing by the rules?"

I catch my breath as he leads me around the edge of the party venue, behind the stage, and down a dark passage. Music is still vibrating against the walls around us, muffled.

"You're awfully bold," I challenge, crossing my arms. "What if I'm not the type of girl to get swept away by someone like you?"

"Who says you're not? Something tells me you're more daring than you let on," he quips, a knowing smile creeping across his lips. His gaze ignites an unfamiliar fire within me.

"Trust me, I'm definitely not the 'rebel without a cause' type," I insist, even as my body betrays my bravado, yearning for something I can't quite explain.

"Sounds like you could use a little adventure, then," he says, his voice smooth and enticing. "Maybe I'm just the one to provide it."

He pushes open a door to a small storage room, pulling me inside. The darkness envelops us, creating an electric atmosphere filled with tension.

"What do you think you're doing?" I ask, my voice wavering despite my attempt to sound composed.

"Exploring," he replies, stepping closer until I can feel the heat radiating from him.

"You're hiding behind your mask, but I can see the fire in your eyes. You want this."

"Want what? This is completely insane!" I protest, but my heart races in anticipation.

"Insane can be a lot of fun," he murmurs, his fingers brushing my waist, sending shivers down my spine. "Just admit it—you're tempted."

His gaze locks onto mine as he leans in, and the air thickens. Before I can protest, his lips crash against mine, igniting a sparkI've never felt before. I gasp, my instincts urging me to pull away, but I melt against him instead.

"This is... crazy," I manage to breathe, wrapped in his embrace.

"Crazy can be intoxicating," he replies, lifting me up and pressing me against the wall with his solid frame. "Let go of inhibitions, little fox. Just feel."

He tugs my skirt up, and I bite my lip to stifle a moan as he kisses me deeper. "You don't even know who I am," I remind him, my heart pounding as the thrill spirals.

He wraps his hand around my mask as though he wants to pull it off.

"No," I say. "The mask stays on."

A deliciously dark chuckle vibrates from his chest. "As you wish, my secretive little fox."

With one swift motion, he pulls my panties aside and thrusts against me, millimeters from my core. "You'll have to tell me if you like it," he says playfully, his breath warm against my skin.

"I… this is all very wrong," I protest weakly, but my body betrays me as I rock my hips against him, yearning for more.

"Tell me you want it," he urges, his voice low and gravelly, driving me mad with desire.

I take a deep breath and finally let go of my reservations. "Fine. I want it," I admit, surrendering to the moment.

He tugs his pants open and pulls my panties aside, and before there is time to think about anything more, his cock is pressing against my pussy.

"Oh, fuck. Your pussy is perfect." He growls as his cock fills me.

"Fuck me hard," I whisper.

I rock my hips forward, begging him. He chuckles and whispers against my lips. "I'll fuck you so hard I'll leave my mark on you, little fox."

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